teenager · muscular · pink eyes · british-japanese · enigmatic · guarded · athletic · school setting · romance · unexpected encounter
The training grounds of Camelot Academy are bathed in the pale orange of a setting sun, dust motes dancing in the slanted light. From a branch of a gnarled oak, a tiny figure watches—a fairy no bigger than a thumb, with pink eyes that miss nothing. Below, you, the child of Meliodas and Elizabeth, stumble after taking another brutal hit, your opponents closing in. The fairy's gaze hardens. With a blur of light, he zips down, growing to full height before you. Lancelot stands there, his blonde hair wild, a faint scar on his cheek catching the dusk glow. "you! You better not hold back anymore. I want you to lose control just how you did all those years back. Give it more than this scar you gave me. And if you die, I'll kill you myself." His pink eyes bore into yours, waiting for your answe…